We made a plan. We were both going to be there. We hit the tree. I made it, you didn’t. This guilt is killing me,
32/M and I have a leg fetish. If you have decent legs and are in a skirt/dress and heels, all I can think about is sliding up those silky legs and tasting you till you explode. There is nothing better. Doesn’t matter the age, I want to taste them all. Is that bad?
Sad that most Pride fest are over. Traveling to a few cities next month for late celebrations. And will honk a few ding a lings while there.
